From the Dungeon, Slaughter the Demon Apostle

However, after chasing all the way, the mechanical wreckage all over the ground and the corpses of strange creatures that died miserable made the atmosphere of the team a bit weird. As the most powerful individual, Bart, although his mind was not as fast as the others, he still vaguely With some guesswork.

The strength of this Angel Booker is probably much stronger than what he has shown. Even his old man dare not pat his chest and say that he can kill so many enemies non-stop for three consecutive days.

Walking vigilantly among the dilapidated buildings, the four of them felt more and more heavy.

"Something is wrong. Look at the head of this monster. It was punched through the head with a fist and died. It is powerful and domineering. But what our sea people practice is jujitsu created with the characteristics of the flesh."

Hunter stared at a corpse on the side of the road and said thoughtfully.

Mo Ke stepped forward quickly, looked down at the corpse and asked:

"Master Hunter, are you sure?"

He asked Hunter with some uncertainty, after all, it was related to everyone's next actions.

"Although my interest is alchemy, and I left the Haizu tribe early for this reason and went to Brooklyn, but I still know this. After all, I have been trained like this before I was fifteen years old."

Hunter explained to several people confidently that he did not hesitate about this.

Mo Ke nodded thoughtfully, which makes sense.

In fact, when the tribe reported that Booker hijacked Huber and disappeared, he immediately controlled Hunter, but when he went, Hunter had just woken up, with a sleepy look, obviously confused.

As an envoy of God and working for an apostle, why would Booker do such a thing behind his back? At that time, this strange feeling made Moke very entangled, but he could not find a reasonable explanation. Mork suspects that Hunter is deliberately pretending to be stupid.

However, just stunned instead of killing the clansmen who saw him kidnap Huber, and the fact that he left Hunter to escape alone made Moke hesitate again, obviously with the purpose of blaming and delaying time .

He is only clear-headed, but if it is said that he has a lot of wit and tricks, Miss Bella of Meizu is even better. Booker's seemingly contradictory arrangements made Moke unable to see through the other party's thinking.

In order to prevent Hunter from violently killing people in the camp when they were chasing Booker, Mok could only bring this envoy with him, but the longer they chased, Booker believed in the great Hunter. The innocence of one's identity.

Because with Booker's ability and understanding of the internal structure of Hope Plains, he does not need any accomplices at all. I am afraid that even Bruce, who died at the beginning, is just a **** of his.

It wasn't until this time that Mo Ke heard Hunter's explanation and suddenly realized that this was the case. The reason why he simply threw Hunter out as a scapegoat was probably not only because he was cold-blooded, but because he and Hanter Tete is not a member of the same group at all, or they are simply the third force hidden in the apostle team.

"Not only is he well aware of the internal structure of the Hope Plain, but he also knows the special identity of the Meizu people. After Miss Bella disappeared, he decisively hijacked Huber. It seems that this person's desire is great, and what he hides is really deep enough."

Mo Ke narrowed his eyes, he couldn't help but wonder, a question in his heart was getting bigger and bigger, knowing so many secrets, who is his real identity?

But they were soon stumped by another question, to chase or not to chase?

Judging from the current strength comparison of the opponent's shots, even if the four continue to chase and kill them, it may be a dead end. It is harder to accept than death.

Weakly patted himself on the head, Mok was a little frustrated and remembered the evaluation of Tim from the Presbyterian Church. He was still a little dissatisfied at the time, but now he finally understood the old man's intentions.

"Moke, you are only suitable to be a general, not a handsome talent, not because you are not good enough, but because of your character."

Yes, a handsome man, commanding millions of troops, should be aware of the overall situation and be good at appointing others. The war is changing rapidly, so as to make a decisive decision so as not to delay the opportunity.

As for Mork, he thought too much, worried too much, and looked forward and backward twice in a row, which had made the distance between them and Booker farther and farther. Obviously, this was his responsibility.

"Old Mo, what should we do now?"

Looking at Mo Ke who was a little depressed, Bart still couldn't hold back and asked.

Mo Ke raised his head, and his face returned to his usual indifference. He didn't just answer the old brother's question directly, but turned his head and asked Hunter suddenly:

"Lord Hunter, it seems that Booker has indeed betrayed us. If he is allowed to obtain the technology in the ruins alone, I'm afraid you will not be able to explain it to the apostle."

Hunter looked at Mo Ke with a half-smile~www.readwn.com~ and suddenly said:

"Brother Mork, you don't need to test me. Let me tell you this. Although I am a new immigrant, I am also an avid researcher. I agreed to become the apostle's envoy in order to learn more advanced technology, so I can I don't care at all if I can't explain to the apostle, but if I can't learn the technology, I will care a lot."

After hearing this, Mo Ke laughed loudly, and Hunter also laughed, but Bart and another Karan warrior next to him were a little inexplicably laughed.

A simple dialogue and two straightforward statements laid the foundation for the rise of the aborigines.

"Chir... chirp!!"

Before the laughter of the few people fell, a shrill scream came from the sky, piercing the clouds and breaking the rocks, and the sound shook the whole field.

The four gathered together vigilantly, Bart drew out his axe, raised his shield, and vigilantly scanned the sky.

Mork pulled out a spear, Hunter took out a bottle, and finally the young man picked up a dagger, with an extremely nervous expression.

I saw a black spot appearing at a height of 100 meters above the head, hovering constantly, but because it was too high, I couldn't see what it looked like, but listening to its voice, I knew it was definitely not a good person.

Mork said calmly:

"It seems that the few of us have become delicacies in the eyes of this beast, so wake up a little bit, it will jump down at any time."

Hunter suggested:

"Why don't we hide in the building so it can't see us."

Mork shook his head:

"The environment here is very strange. If you look at these dilapidated buildings, there must be hidden dangers. On the contrary, it is safer to be in an open place. At least it has been cleaned up by Booker."